Prologue- no POV
Disclaimer- all original characters and places are works of the original author, Eoin Colfer, (man I wish I was Eoin Colfer) and any added are works of fiction. Any extra names or places are works of the author's imagination. IT'S CALLED ARTISTIC LICENSE, PEOPLE!!!!!!
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Ok, enough chit-chat! Here's chapter 1a/Prologue!
Prologue- no POV
Lost Voices
The Mud Boy was a genius, no doubt, but more than one of the People had succumbed to Atlantis. None had had it twice; the first was almost always fatal. No one was sure how long he had before the boy's sanity retreated into the center of his mind, or was lost forever. No one, that is, except the boy himself, the one and only Artemis Fowl.
There was just one problem. Artemis had grown increasingly unresponsive to any form of communication over the space of just days, including Gnommish. Butler and Holly were the only ones who got much out of him, and even then, his answers took some decoding, as Artemis alternated between Gnommish, Russian, Italian, English, and a few other languages, some of which were unused or had faded to the ages. Some sounded even alien. The boy was falling apart.
And he knew it.
"Once upon a time, Artemis saw things that no one else could see, but now he sees things that are not there...."
Atlantis Complex, page 6
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Hidden Voices- an Artemis Fowl fanfic
FanfictionFINISHED!! This is written as an after story to The Last Guardian, (there will be spoilers.) Artemis is now 15 (In my story timeline) and he has gotten Atlantis Complex again. This time, though, there might not be a way out. *Spoilers* Please note t...
